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Murphy Lee

This Goes Out

  rap  hip-hop  hip hop  hip hop - rap  punk
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(feat. Nelly, Roscoe, Cardan, Lil` Jon, Lil` Wayne)[Nelly]Uh, YeahOhh-OhhWhat we have herre?Uh, YeahOoohhUh, YeahOoohh[Hook 1: Nelly]This goes out to my Midwest crewNow hold ya M-Dub in the airr if ya feel meFuck em all day, fuck em all nightCandy paint on d`s and fo`s[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]Yo, Ayyo I eat, sleep, shit, rapHip-Hop, kid and napSnoop Dogg `Lac wit the diamond in the backI rep it like a mayor maynSummin like a playa maynSt. Louis cookin` and I`m Murphy Lee the killer maynHunt someone and lick em, make em salaamPraise the Lord or say peace to GodI`m just a Skool Boy, call me Mr. Do-What-You-Do-FoolClaim where you from or we will claim where you move toHome is where you make it, eat a meal and get nakedYou could, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say shitI got STL tatted on my right arm, some of em saw emI aint dyin` but yo I`m definitely fight for emAnd keep it tight for em, and keep it hype for emAnd buy at the bar whatever gon keep the night goinDo what you do and you do it, just do it bigAnd if you live to get it then you gon get it how you live cuz..[Hook 2: Nelly]This goes out to my West Coast crewNow hold ya Dub up in the airr if ya feel meFuck em all day, fuck em all nightHit the switch on yo six fo`s[Verse 2: Roscoe]Naps, rock, skitWest Coast style t-shirt, khaki lackSwerve in the CadillacYoung Roscoe, the black Burt Bacharachserve the sacks, flippin skirts like acrobatsAnd I dip wit you nigga, I take you on a rideThrough that place known worldwideIt`s the Westside..Chronic, Daytons, switches, dubsCap turned to the back wit skirts at the Caddy shackLos Angeles where they sag to the mudDrop the back let it drag, du rags full of thugsYa hard to the back, car full of "blat"Why A`s decay, we way hard ok?I rock a 5 double O wit the bubble noseStop, drop the top I holla at a couple hoesFo sho they wanna roll wit the Philly fanaticRunnin` the radio in Cali cuz I stay in the traffic[Hook 3: Nelly]This goes out to my East Coast crewNow hold ya E`s up in the airr if ya feel meFuck em all day, fuck em all nightRock ya hoodies and Timbo`s[Verse 3: Cardan]Yo, Yo, step in the party like..Sippin` on Bacardi like..I hooked up wit the `Tics they like...It`s gettin` frisky for meGirls, they strippin for meLil` Jon you wit us homey? (Okay)I gettin brain and, pimpin` I cant complainin`It`s crazy I can`t explain it, it`s the Derrty EntertainmentMan, I like to stop and go, she like to mop and glowLovin` this track cuz we gonna rock and rollI huff and puff until my indo`s goneSo I, get to stompin` wit my Timbo`s onWe might be floppin` homey, we all criticWelcome to Harlem World A.K. New York CityWe forever runnin` round, here forever creepin`Up all night cuz homey we aint never sleepin`I came to do this wit my derrty MurphyY`all niggas betta obey, cuz you can get it.. (Okay)[Hook 4: Nelly]This goes out to my Dirty South crewNow hold ya S up in the airr if ya feel meFuck em all day, fuck em all nightIf ya tempted to throw them bows[Bridge: Lil` Jon]Get yo hands up bitchThrow you goddamn click up - [repeat 2X]We gon drink a fifth of henAnd we gon rock it to this bitch - [repeat 2X]We represent that DirtyWe aint expectin` no shit - [repeat 2X]We wild out in the clubSame click we don`t give a fuck - [repeat 2X][Verse 5: Lil` Wayne]Lil` Weezy, fuckin` Baby, 5`4" fo`4-5 make a nigga go.. (Ooooh)I`m a fly young nigga, ho South cold`s greatStay low when get cake, oh..Yeah, me no play we can take it outsideNever met a nigga take myself prideIt`s Wizzy Wizzle, Southside guyOutside fly, gutta gutta in the South, wild 5I represent that MoneyI aint scared to throw my click upSoon as I throw it high up, holla back, SquireI`m screwed up I drive slow not fastBirdman Jr. I got stones not cash, bitchI`m from the swamp I smoke dro not grassP.O.C. rolled on my hands, got a 90 degree fo` in my pantsGive you this respectI`m still mackin`, you can smell the Pimp Juice on my breath[Bridge: Lil` Jon]Get yo hands up bitchThrow you goddamn click up - [repeat 2X]We gon drink a fifth of henAnd we gon rock it to this bitch - [repeat 2X]We represent that DirtyWe aint expectin` no shit - [repeat 2X]We wild out in the clubSame click we don`t give a fuck - [repeat 2X]

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